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11:08 PM
Since her break down with Scott, Lydia has been managing to pull herself together a little more. She's around a lot less these days still, choosing to pick up books from the library and lock herself in her room with them so she isn't around people. So she's not risking running into him. But she's doing slightly better.
It doesn't mean she's doing well, however. Every now and then, her chest gets so completely tight, she feels like her heart is being squeezed and she needs to allow herself to just feel for a while. Other times, she's mostly numb. Not completely shut down, but just enough that she manages not to feel anything.
Still, there are three people that she makes an effort to check in with: Scott is the one she talks to the most often. Followed by her sister and... Allison. Who she hasn't heard from in a few days.
Lydia checks her messages on the communicator, sighing softly as she sends a simple Allison? as a follow up then makes her way into the restaurant. She eyes the man in the corner booth for a moment, ignoring the pull to go talk to him that she feels. It seems to be getting stronger every day. And makes her way to the buffet so she can pick up something to it.
She plans on taking the food up to her room, but she does take a second to look around the restaurant as she walks, both to make sure there are no familiar faces around. And to check if she finds her elusive best friend.
It doesn't mean she's doing well, however. Every now and then, her chest gets so completely tight, she feels like her heart is being squeezed and she needs to allow herself to just feel for a while. Other times, she's mostly numb. Not completely shut down, but just enough that she manages not to feel anything.
Still, there are three people that she makes an effort to check in with: Scott is the one she talks to the most often. Followed by her sister and... Allison. Who she hasn't heard from in a few days.
Lydia checks her messages on the communicator, sighing softly as she sends a simple Allison? as a follow up then makes her way into the restaurant. She eyes the man in the corner booth for a moment, ignoring the pull to go talk to him that she feels. It seems to be getting stronger every day. And makes her way to the buffet so she can pick up something to it.
She plans on taking the food up to her room, but she does take a second to look around the restaurant as she walks, both to make sure there are no familiar faces around. And to check if she finds her elusive best friend.